The Hockey Star’s Remorse

Chapter 22

After getting back to the apartment, I’d barely set down my things before my phone began to ring. I groaned, not having the patience for any human interaction. It didn’t help that the plane ride home had left me exhausted.

With a sigh, I grabbed it from out of my bag. I barely registered the name on the screen before I thoughtlessly picked up the call.

“Hello?” I said, dropping my keys on the counter. I hurried over to the kitchen and opened the fridge. “This is Evie.”

“Hi, Evie,” Timothy’s voice came through and I nearly dropped the bottle of fruit juice I had grabbed.

I placed the container on the counter and cleared my throat. “Timothy. Hi.”

“Sorry, this is sudden. Considering I just saw you,” he said with a laugh. “I was wondering if you had time this week to discuss the case a bit further?”

“Of course.” I grabbed a glass from the pantry and filled it up with the juice. “Just give me a time, and I’ll likely be free.””

He hummed thoughtfully. “Tonight at four sound good? At the firm?”

“Sounds perfect.” I took a sip of my juice and cringed at how squeaky my voice had sounded.

“Great,” he said, then there was a pause. It seemed neither of us was ready to hang up, at least immediately.

Finally, I spoke up, taking advantage of the silence. “Thank you, by the way.”

“Hm?”

“For yesterday. With my panic attack…you helped a lot.”

I couldn’t see his face, but I could envision the smile that he had grown just based on his tone. “It was no problem,” he said gently.

My grip tightened on my phone and I pressed it closer to my ear. “I’ll talk to you later.”

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good rest of your

slumped down onto the kitchen floor and pulled my knees. to my chin. I had just taken my anxiety pills, but talking to

off again and another text from Bruce flashed across the screen. I opened the text

I’m playing nice

been several others he

look lovely

calls, bad reception and all, but

me, Coco. I’m

the screen. Part of me wanted to respond and tell him to back

that way.

it to my chest, steadying my breaths as they grew shallower. Even from afar, Bruce managed to make me feel disgusted with myself. Wherever

to consume me, with every twisted fiber of his

a harsh knock at my door. The sound alone. made me jump and drop my cellphone. It seemed far–fetched, but I had my suspicions that his threat hadn’t been

one of the thin skillets. Slowly, I hauled myself up and made my way over to the front door. I took a

skillet behind me and opened the door, surprising the man on the other side. There was barely any time–to address him

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porch before being

on the wall. It takes a few blinks before the man is clear again, this time with a whole crowd of people standing behind

the stubble under his chin. He had a camera dangling from his neck and a notebook tucked under his

an ‘Evie‘ specifically?” I

been looking around trying to find her, but some guy was

watching me from my doorstep. Hesitantly, I stepped forward and looked

and blankets strewn about. They had even set up a small campfire where two reporters were roasting marshmallows.

you camping

to know all about you, Evie. There’s not way that other news station’s going to get the scoop before we do!”

be serious!” I cried out.

on my face

closer, then locked the door. for security. I knew the press was fierce when it came to a good story,

apartment, trying to find something to do with myself. Any distraction was welcome, whether it was cleaning or folding laundry. The time eventually came for me to head over

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